Chapter 3324

"Tweet!"

Shen Lang is sitting on the back of the empty shadow of silver winged giant ROC at the moment. With the opening of silver winged giant ROC's mouth, there is a very strong howling of eagles. With a silver storm, the speed soars three times!

The silver wing cloak has a special ability, that is, the friar can add a large amount of blood essence to the cloak, which can summon the spirit and empty shadow of the ancient sorcerer "silver wing giant roc", which can increase the escape speed by three times in a short time.

"Whoosh!"

Shen Lang rides the silver winged giant ROC's empty shadow through the air and quickly gets close to the xuanming who escapes in front of him.

"Damn, it's evil. How can this boy be so fast?"

When xuanming saw that Shen Lang had caught up with him, his face became extremely ugly.

Seeing the distance between Shen Lang and himself getting closer and closer, xuanming thought Shen Lang was going to attack, so he quickly sacrificed the Golden Rainbow halberd and prepared to fight back.

Who knows, Shen wave flies over xuanming's head and flies towards the Dugu tianche.

"No!"

Xuanming was stunned at first, and then he realized something. His face changed a lot. He tried his best to catch up with Shen Lang.

Dun tianche is an immortal treasure lent to him by the sect leader. Xuanming can't call back Dun tianche itself, so it can only be placed in the sky.

Unexpectedly, Shen Lang made a hole.

"Son of a bitch, stop it for me!"

See Shen wave quickly skimming to dun tianche, xuanming can't catch up with him, his eyes are about to split, and his mouth is roaring with rage.

Once the crane is driven away by the waves, it's over!

Hearing xuanming's restless roar, Shen Lang knew that he had guessed it right, and at the first time he got on the crane.

Shen Lang had seen the scene of xuanming and a group of liusalmonella worshiping driving the reclusive heavenly chariot with the eyes of the holy devil. It seems that he can drive away the precious chariot only by driving chaos into the virtual shadow of nine five clawed golden dragons in front of the chariot.

"Drink!"

Shen Lang pushes his palms forward and tries his best to break into the spirit power of chaos into the nine five clawed Golden Dragon virtual shadows in front of the crane.

"Buzz!"

The treasure car is shining with golden spirit. The nine five clawed Golden Dragon in front of the car is holding up the tap listlessly, without pulling the treasure car.

Due to the lack of cultivation, it is a little difficult for Shen Lang to provide chaotic spiritual power to drive the crane.

"Fuck, let's go!"

Shen Lang tries his best to break into the chaos spirit force in the Dugu crane. Nine golden dragons roar a few times, pull the treasure cart, turn it into a golden light, and fly towards the east of the sky.

"Whoops!"

When Shen Lang sits on the treasure cart, he feels that the surrounding scenes are constantly changing. Even if he can only play the speed of nearly 50% of the car, it is much faster than the silver wing cloak driven by his full speed.

Moreover, it is very convenient to control the direction of the operation with the mind. The only disadvantage is that, with the chaotic power reserve of Shen Lang, only half an hour can be driven to hide the crown block at most, and the chaotic power in the body will be consumed.

As Shen Lang tries his best to break into the chaos spirit force towards the Dun heavenly vehicle, the Dun heavenly vehicle turns into a golden meteor, which quickly shakes off the xuanming in the rear.

"Stop for me, boy! This treasure is the immortal treasure Dun heavenly chariot of the leader of Liusha sect. If you dare to rob this treasure, you will find death! "

Xuanming in the rear was sweating and shouting.

Even if this action is not favorable, if we still lose the sect leader's hiding crane, we can imagine how angry the sect leader will be

"Is that right? I'm really scared!"

Shen Lang shrugs and sneers. After gradually mastering the crane, Shen Lang drives the crane, circles around xuanming, raises a middle finger to xuanming, and says with a scornful smile: "old man, didn't you have been crazy before? Now come kill me if you have the ability!

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"son of a bitch, you want to die!"

Xuanming Qi's old face was purple, and he waved several attacks at the Shen wave.

There are dozens of thunder dragons behind the waves, which easily defuse the attack of xuanming. They continue to shout: "how can we do this? It's not painful."

"Hateful!"

Xuanming wants to split his canthus and breaks the root. In order to resist the purple fire eroding the body, his active power was extremely limited and he could not exert any power.

"Double dragon thunder curse!"

Shen Lang's eyes flashed a flash of killing chance. He quickly pinched out a double dragon thunder spell. He rolled up two huge thunder dragons around him, one before and one after, and attacked xuanming.

"Boom! Boom! "

Xuanming is hit by the double dragon thunder spell on the front, and his mouth spews blood again.

Even if his defense of wearing the best immortal weapon is so powerful, he has supported so many attacks, and his surface has been broken.

The disciples of the seven holy palaces in the rear came to see that Shen Lang had seized the opportunity to drive the Dun crane and hurt xuanming again. They clapped their hands.

"You seven holy palace Taoist friends, please follow Shen to kill this old thing!"

Shenlang's mouth roared, and he pinched out a GUI shui dragon thunder and swallowed it up in the direction of xuanming.

"Kill!"

All the seven holy palace monks responded one after another, all of them attacked with various supernatural powers, trying to kill xuanming.

Xuanming is teetering in the middle of the sky. Now it has reached the limit. The old face full of blood fog is full of anger and unwilling color.

To this day, if he stays here again, he may be killed by these seven palaces!

It's a great joke to kill the elder of Liusha sect by a group of immortal monks. Xuanming doesn't want to die here, even if he doesn't want to. Seeing the sky attack released by the friars of the seven holy palaces flying like a meteor, xuanming's old face is ferocious. He turns his hand and takes a shiny white pearl from the storage ring and smashes it.

"Click!"

Xuanming crushes the white "transmission pearl" in his hand. After the pearl is broken, it bursts out with brilliant white light. The white light rolls up a strange space vortex and rotates at a high speed.

The huge suction from the vortex sucked xuanming into the past.

The white vortex only existed for a moment, then disappeared on the spot, and the space recovered its stability in an instant.

Shen Lang and many seven holy palace monks hit an empty space.

"Damn, it's the transmission jewel!"

Seeing xuanming escape into the white whirlpool, Shen Lang's face becomes a little ugly and scolds loudly.

The white pearl that xuanming just crushed should be the legendary "transmission pearl", which is very rare in the real fairyland today.

The transmission pearl is the product of the ancient Lich age. This pearl is very common in ancient times, just like the immortal spirit stone.

But later generations do not know why, the important materials for refining the transmission beads suddenly disappeared, resulting in no new transmission beads.

Up to now, the transmission pearl has become an extremely rare treasure, which is almost invisible except for one or two that may be handed down by sect forces with deep background.

There are three levels of transmission beads. The most common and lowest level is the white transmission beads.

After crushing the bead, the short distance transmission can be completed immediately, but the transmission direction is not accurate. "I can't imagine that the old man has such a miracle. It seems that he has a high position in Liusha gate." Shen Lang frowns.